Abstract Clarity

Psycho alpha disco beta gama
Trance sine twist cos tan
Jazz freud waltz jung marx
Strings land chords air water

I wish

I could gather up the sound of
your laughter and hold it close
Pour your pain into a pail
Toss away your torment and woes

Show you what red blue yellow sound like
Make you taste a symphony or two
Feel the texture of a number
Bring fantasy to life for you

If you will let me…

Where I am headed this weekend...

Binsar... cant hardly wait...

On a canvas

If only you would pick a colour for me
Paint me in bold sweeps and steady strokes
Lay me across your canvas
Just the way you like

I could be sunshine yellow for you
With eyes blue cobalt azure indigo
If thats what you want
And with a hint of coffee on your brush
mixed with copper and touched with gold
You could try and paint my skin

Turn me into daffodils
Pick me up and smell me
Or maybe a dancing brook
That you can dip your toes in
A bird in flight, the rising sun
Poetry on a canvas, a look, a sigh
A blurry portrait or a jumbled Dali
A picture within a picture

Make me say a thousand words and yet
Nothing at all

Tale of an evening

Golden honey sundrops drip from my bare
skin
Our fingers yearn to connect, entwine, entangle,
discover
Tracing a future in wrinkled crumpled twisted
sheets
A wish a desire a longing a
hunger

Are we to be lovers then?
What is to become of our shared
consciousness?